I have shipped blankets of yellow plush to be hung from clothespins.
Bear with me: cliché of neighbours connected by clothes lines, ascribed to antipodes.
Bear with me: the industry to get these blankets shipped from New York to New South Wales.
Bear with me: the industry to refill toner to print these yellows.
Bear with me: this may be the most overwrung laundry day the world has ever seen.
With care and laundry as a postcard, I am sending you my dirties.